Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Iceland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Fad Gadget to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
the Normal,
The Birthday Party,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pantaleimon,
Amon Düül,
a-ha,
Albert Ayler,
The Monks,
Bill Near,
Pere Ubu,
Todd Terry,
Darondo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kool Moe Dee,
Circle Jerks,
Can,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cowsills,
New Age Steppers,
Morten Harket,
The Fortunes,
Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aural Exciters,
Andrew Hill,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Green,
Chris Corsano,
R.M.O.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Man Parrish,
The Gun Club,
Ralphi Rosario,
David McCallum,
Livin' Joy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Monochrome Set,
Henry Cow,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Dirtbombs,
10cc,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Pop Group,
Thompson Twins,
The Busters,
Faraquet,
Yaz,
Quantec,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Move,
Quando Quango,
Infiniti,
Groovy Waters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alphaville,
Eve St. Jones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rosa Yemen,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.